I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The Hundred Flowers Cowherd contest began.

　　Hunzong's congregations followed the shouts of excitement.

　　Two thousand men were invited to stand on the stage.

　　 Feng Lan stood in front of a group of men, revealing a beautiful and beautiful smile, and said enthusiastically: "Here is the first competition, named the first impression of love!"

"We will get a rose petal in the hands of the 5,000 female nuns who watched Huazong Zong in the Red Mansion. They will throw the petals in their hands to a man with the best impression on the field. Medium, then directly eliminated!"

　　 "Now, the competition begins!"

　　 With Feng Lan's words fell.

　　Five thousand female cultivators guarded the saffron in their hands and threw them to a group of male cultivators on the field.

　　An Bulang saw countless petals falling from the sky, like a rainstorm.

　　 The next moment, he was engulfed in red petals...

Jiang Beihai on the side, holding a dozen petals in his hand, stared blankly at the young man engulfed by roses next to him, opened his mouth wide, and did not know what to say.

　　 A guy a few meters away from An Bu Lang, staring at the petals falling, he kept whispering: "Vote for me, fast for me..."

　　However, until the end, he actually did not have a petal.

　　 Alas, it is really drought and drought.

　　 "Okay! Now the men who didn't get the petals come out!" Feng Lan said.

　　 More than a thousand male practitioners left the stage in despair.

　　Five thousand female cultivators, an average male cultivator has two to three petals. But even so, there are more than a thousand men who have no petals...

　　 "It's so many petals, it's uncomfortable to die." An Bulang shook away the rose petals in front of her, complaining a little.

　　 was heard by the male trainee next to them, all of them gritted their teeth, but they had no choice but to grumble, hum, what to force, a skinny bag.

　　 "Ah... my male **** talked!"

　　 "He looks so cute when he complains!"

　　 "Hee hee, I like this expression, next time we will cast a little more!"

　　 Those men who retired from the field heard the discussion of the Huanzong women above, as if they had encountered a double crit.

　　 Shit, a bunch of brain powder! !

　　An Bulang In the first impression of love, the rose petals actually got the most. However, Li Junmo, Liu Qing, Situ Nan, Rong Zhou, Qi Longshi, and the five people were also extremely dazzling and gained a lot of petals.

　　 They were surprised to see An Bulang's achievements, but they were not too worried.

The legend of the Taoist School of Bailing Imperial College has spread widely recently, and the recent limelight is relatively strong, so it is understandable that the first impression of love can get the most petals, but when the later competition comes, these women will know who is who Real man!

　　 Fenglan glanced at the most beloved boy, and found that the boy's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be thinking about something esoteric, completely ignoring the demeanor of the beautiful girls around him, and not proud of his most popular.

　　 This scene made this beautiful woman feel emotional, really worthy of the way. At a young age, the mood is so high, as if it is more attractive.

　　 Actually, An Bulang didn't think of esoteric things. He just looked at the more than a thousand men who were eliminated, and felt that the men's money was so deceiving...

　　 The registration fee is only a hundred spirits.

　　 And these men were eliminated in the first round.

　　Take Huazong about Baiying earning hundreds of thousands of spirit stones......

　　 Of course, after these men were eliminated, they still stayed in the same place and turned their eyes to the beautiful women on the Red Mansion, feasting on their eyes. It is not ruled out that they were supposed to come here to feast their eyes.

　　 "Okay, the first competition is over. Let us come to the second competition!"

　　 "The second competition is called the power of love experience! As a man, you must have man power!"

"Next, we will give you a special prop. The man in the Profound Realm will pinch the prop to enter the first gear state, the Na Ling Realm will pinch the prop to enter the second gear state, the third gear in the Tianyuan Realm, the fourth gear in the Shenhai Realm... …At the same time, one gear corresponds to ten smaller gears, corresponding to your tenth small realm. Now, each of you must pinch to the gear corresponding to your realm, and persist for more than three minutes."

　　After speaking, An Bulang received a soft, bun-like thing.

As the competition started, he began to squeeze hard, and found that this thing was like a spring with extremely terrifying elasticity. The harder the force, the stronger the rebound force, but he still easily pinched into the third of the third gear, corresponding His Tianyuan is triple.

　　 Boom! !

　　 At this time, Feng Lan's consciousness shrouded each man's body, insight into their cultivation behavior, to avoid men hiding their cultivation behavior. Of course, how can this insight see the disguise of An Lang?

　　 "You, hide and repair, let me get down." Feng Lan caught a man and waved his sleeve, the man was rolled down.

　　 "You too." Feng Lan saw a Tianyuan Realm who wanted to hide his cultivation behavior, and he shot him again without hesitation, and then sneered, "Women, the most annoying thing is lies!"

　　 At this time, there was another man who couldn't pinch the gear that he was able to cultivate and was eliminated. There are also weaker monks, even in Tianyuan Realm, but unable to pinch the third gear, so they were eliminated. Some people couldn't hold on for three minutes. After holding for a few seconds, they couldn't hold on. They surrendered, and they left with regret.

　　 "Hahaha...Look at these little soft eggs!"

　　Situ Nan pinched the props with one hand, actually pinched the fourth level belonging to Shenhai Realm with the cultivation base of Tianyuan Realm, laughed and ridiculed the surrounding men with laughter, attracted a burst of exclamation from the surrounding female practitioners.

　　 He turned his head to look at An Bulang, grinning, as if showing his own muscles and showing his muscles, he said: "Master Dao, this is the world of men, you come here to compete with me, it is still too tender..."

"See? I clearly belong to the Heavenly Realm, but I can cross the terrible chasm and reach the level of the Shenhai Realm. How can you compare with me? Can you pinch to the fourth gear? Haha, I only have the trueness as a man the power of!"

　　An Bulang glanced at the man who was in front of him, and said lightly: "Do you think I am so easily irritated?"

Yes.

　　 Then, under Situ Nan's shocked eyes, the props in An Bulang's hands became more and more flat, jumping from the third to the third gear of the third gear, and finally became the fourth gear!

　　 The audience was exclaimed again.

　　 Some female students even made their eyes beautiful.

　　 "My God... why does such a small arm contain so much power?!"

　　 "Compared to Situ Nan's stout body, I still like the sturdy body of An Bulang Daozi..."

　　 "Yeah...this is the real boyfriend power..."

　　No girl repair has gradually begun to shift camp.

　　 At this moment, "Bang" sounded, the props in An Bulang's hands were actually squeezed by him!

　　 Even Situ Nan was shocked this time: "Ju... Actually squeezed?"

"No! It's impossible... This item is extremely tough, and even the strength of Shenhai's six-fold or more can be withstood. An Bulang only pinched Shenhai's weight. How could it be blasted? This has Question! An Bulang just failed to measure!"

Facing Situ Nan's doubts, An Bulang hadn't spoken yet, and Feng Lan on the side began to say in surprise: "The prop is okay, but it has certain structural defects. An Bulang found it before Its structural flaws, and then use special techniques to squeeze it!"

　　 "This..." Situ Nan's eyes widened.

　　 Feng Lan's eyes were warm, staring at the handsome young boy, and said: "That is to say... An Bulang not only has unparalleled boyfriend power, but also unparalleled skills!"

　　 Boom!

　　 This remark came out.

　　 The audience was sensational again.

　　 Countless women were all exclaimed, all staring at the teenager on the stage.

　　 They know what a powerful and skilled man represents...

　　An Bulang looked at the strong man in front of him and smiled faintly, revealing an unpredictable look.

　　 Situ Nan's body shook slightly, but he couldn't help but took two steps back, as if he couldn't bear the eyes of the big brother.

　　 was defeated...He lost this contest...

　　An Bulang not only defeated him in his most proud place, but also crushed him with skills...

　　 "This is not a wave, not easy..." Rong Zhou looked solemnly.

"Oh, it's just brute force, it's not the final battle yet, let him be proud for a while now." Yumian Xiaolangjun Li Junmo showed an extremely charming smile, and immediately above there was a group of women who committed nymphobia, forbearance Can't stop screaming.

　　 "Look, Yan value is the most important." Li Junmo said with a smile.

　　 "Cut." Rong turned around without looking.

　　 It's not that he disdains, but Li Junmo is so beautiful~www.wuxiaspot.com~He doesn't want to be bent.

　　The power of love experience has eliminated hundreds of men.

　　 There were only more than 300 men left.

　　 "Next, enter the exciting anti-election link!"

Feng Lan's soft and charming voice sounded: "If the 5,000 weavers of Hua Nong Zong want to have a further intimate exchange with a cowboy present, they will throw their petals at you. Cowboy After you get the petals, you can give up the contest and leave directly to contact one of the weavers!"

　　 More than 300 men suddenly got a lot of eyes.

　　 And the five thousand female nuns who got the Huazong face were blushing, and beautiful eyes wandered around the various male nuns on the stage, as if they were picking something.

　　An Bulang felt a lot of burning eyes locked himself.

　　 He was speechless and always thought this scene was weird.

　　 It is strange to think of some kind of love activity of seeking mates...

　　 "Then, the anti-election process of love begins!!" Feng Lan said with a cry.

　　 Suddenly there were more than a thousand Nong Huazong women who couldn't help but throw the petals in their hands.

　　 There are more than 3,000 women who did not choose to throw petals. Some of them are more conservative and do not want to make further intimate exchanges, while others want to continue to observe and observe.

　　 Then, An Bulang watched the rose petals falling down.

　　 I was engulfed by petals again...

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